After Dirvorce I become a SheEO by Vada Weeks

Chapter 835

Chapter 835 I Don’t Want a Washed-up

Old Man Bonnie nodded, “John, Ruby has left. You should grieve and move on.” “Indeed, I will,” John patted Bonnie’s

shoulder. “Is this what you wanted to tell me?” “No!” Bonnie immediately denied it and then looked up at him,

“John…” “What’s the matter? If you have something to say, just say it. Is there any need to hesitate?”

Bonnie hesitated for a moment before summoning the courage to say, “John, you won’t vent your anger on Zayla,

right?” John was taken aback. “So that’s what you wanted to talk about?” Bonnie nodded again, trying her best to

plead for Zayla. “She’s really a good person, it was Lincoln who liked her first… If you blame Zayla because of what

happened to Ruby, it would be unfair to Zayla.” Bonnie was a reasonable person, and then she whispered…

“The little man doesn’t like me either, “and now he has his other half. I can’t hold a grudge against Zayla for that,

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can I? She’s innocent.” Upon hearing this, John gave a faint smile and patted Bonnie’s shoulder.

“Don’t worry, I know that the one at fault was Ruby, not Zayla, it’s just…” John suddenly changed the subject. “Who

were you referring to as the ‘little man’ just now?” Bonnie was startled and quickly shook her head. “No one, no

one.” She couldn’t possibly tell John that she had feelings for Stephen, could she? If Lincoln found out, he would go

to all lengths to help her.

Stephen didn’t see Bonnie that way, he saw her as a sister. Bonnie’s unrequited love was her problem alone. The

fact that it hadn’t caused Stephen any trouble was a blessing. If Bonnie kept insisting, even going so far as to

accuse Stephen of being heartless, how would she, Bonnie, be any different from the departed Ruby? John laughed.

Even if Bonnie didn’t say it, he could guess most of it.

However, he decided to comfort her instead of calling her out… Our Bonnie may be a bit capricious at times, but

she’s a sensible girl who knows her limits. She’s still young and has countless choices ahead of her. Isn’t the idea of

an old man uninteresting?” Bonnié nodded again and again, like a chick pecking at grain. “You’re right, John. I’m still

young, I have many choices. I don’t want an old man like you who is already out of fashion.”

With that, Bonnie waved at John. “John, I’m going to find Zayla. Don’t be too upset. If you really can’t hold back

your tears, you can go and cry on my brother’s shoulder. I used to do that a lot when I was little.” As she finished

speaking, Bonnie looked at her wristwatch. It was almost time for her appointment, so she hurriedly walked away.

John stood in the drizzling rain, stunned for a moment. After a long time, he murmured…

“What did you just call me? An old man who’s out of fashion?” John pointed at himself. “I’m a washed-up old man?”

It wasn’t damaging, but it was highly insulting. John felt as if he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood! He shook

his head helplessly, looking towards the direction of Ruby’s tombstone.

“Ruby, Bonnie is much more clear-headed when it comes to matters of the heart. She no longer desires what she

can’t obtain. Why should you insist over and over?” After an unknown length of time, the rain stopped. John

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retracted his gaze, took a step forward, and left the cemetery. ‘Ruby, rest in peace.

In this lifetime, our sibling ties can only end here. But our family still owes Lincoln a debt, and now, as your brother,

I have to repay it.’ Lincoln was with his future Mrs. Nash, inspecting the villa after the fire. Zayla had a keen eye for

architecture.

Even when facing ruins, she wouldn’t miss a single detail. While preserving the original look of the villa, Zayla also

wanted to make some changes in places that weren’t easily noticeable Suddenly, Aziel rushed up in a hurry. “Mr.

Nash.” With just a glance from Lincoln, Aziel immediately shut his mouth.

Then, Lincoln said in a low voice, “Don’t disturb my wife.” Aziel glanced at Zayla, who was attentively sketching the

ruins, and Whispered very softly, “Mr. Nash, urgent news. Mr. Meeks has voluntarily resigned from his position as

Presidentof the Nash Group.”